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Do it today

CitizenConnelly — Thu, 12 Feb 2009 15:47:38 +0000

I’m going to remember today because I don’t know what tomorrow brings,
I’m going to dream today because I don’t know what hope dies in the future,
I’m going to run today because I don’t know what life these legs will have after,
I’m going to act on thoughts because I don’t know when I’ll fall into inaction again,

You don’t know what tomorrow brings; the uncertainty of the future makes the present so much more important. Live it…do it today.

When Life and Dreams Collide – Poetics & Art

CitizenConnelly — Sat, 11 Oct 2008 14:24:45 +0000

This was written well over a year ago when I was in a different time, a different life. So much to consider, to much to think about…life and dreams

when life and dreams collide,
i wonder which side is mine
do i live life through dreams i pursue,
or does life surface what were the dreams of my youth?

if i live life in dreams
then the life i live is false
but if my dreams are lived through my life
then all is not lost
lost is the life where dreams don’t exist
living morbidly stuck in an abyss
wondering if my dreams manifest in my life
wondering if the steps i take will be right
not a day goes by that i wonder what could be
if given the right opportunity

how to pass from one life to the next,
considering all that is best
perfect timing will reveal everything
but until then how do i know anything?
wondering how things are now and how they will be,
what will i ever see?

right decisions lead to right places to be,
the right place for me, the right place for she
in time, everything will come to my side
when life and dreams collide…

Waves – Poetics

CitizenConnelly — Mon, 06 Oct 2008 14:44:28 +0000

May the waves that make me,
may they take me,
may they break me,
and crash upon the shore-my soul,
for travelers to kick along as they troll,
gaze at the pieces,
wondering as they stare,
what lifeless body once was here,
in their kindness i sought,
in their kindness i bought,
reassembling a life i thought for naught

the knife

CitizenConnelly — Sun, 14 Sep 2008 21:59:59 +0000

This piece was written for a friend awhile ago who was going through some friend issues. Its uniquely worth publishing though…

Life filled with strife,
as words tingle,
so does the knife.
The further it goes,
lead by the words that flow,
from the ones you know,
loved ones you know.

You’ll be let down, thrown down, beat down and betrayed,
evitable it becomes- don’t be dismayed,
Life filled with sorrow and tears,
is no life for those who live,
wasting the time of those who did.
Only the strong survive,
though they die and die,
only to be revived.
Be strong,
carry on,
and walk away from those who waste your life.
As tempting as it may,
the longer it goes,
there so does the knife…

so this is life – poetics

CitizenConnelly — Mon, 18 Aug 2008 20:07:55 +0000

I think this is one of my better writings from my college days.

Busy, temperamental, depressing, chaotic,
so sadness mixed with gladness,
i’ve become the maddest.

Thus is the mind of I, a confusing, perplexed, hodgepodge amalgamate group of moiety; medietas thoughts, ideas, hopes, dreams, aspirations,
medietas reflections, personas, patterns, filters, blocks, buttons, triggers, intellectual stimuli

Everyday another chess game i play,
everyday another battle that i face,
everyday another this another that,
everyday its a shame it may end someday.

Don’t take this to heart,
it was never meant for you to be read,
instead,
oh instead
these are the thoughts in my head.

This was fun,
it was great,
random things,
come to mean,
nothing i can escape.

nowhere near – poetics

CitizenConnelly — Fri, 15 Aug 2008 14:11:33 +0000

This was written back in 2006, among a lot of other poetics to be revealed throughout this adventure. I’ve said it once before and it bears repeating, my best work has always been in the midst of my most critical and emotional times covering all points of the spectrum.

I’m nowhere near where I want to be,
Please God keep the faith you’ve had in me.
Give me light,
Give me the sight,
The strength to fight,
As I continue on this plight.

Its short, simple but conveys the expression of struggle and desperation.